Surgeons dressed as poor people in the Republic of China

The four of them gathered around the fire cabinet, Zhang Su'e had a cold face and didn't look at it.

Ye Xian came back from the kitchen with a pot of vegetables, that's right, a pot.

After entering the door, she looked at Zhang Su'e, then at Ye Yibai and Pei Zebi, coughed dryly, and put the whole basin on the fire cabinet.

"In this weather, the dishes in the kitchen are all cold. I borrowed their stove to cook it. Let's eat it as a hot pot." Ye Xian distributed the chopsticks to everyone, and at the same time pestered Zhang Su'e.

Zhang Su'e looked at the clear soup and little water, thinking about the exquisite treatment she had at Tinghu Restaurant a few days ago, the cold and hard expression on her face couldn't hold back anymore, she muttered, "I will ask for trouble Eat, why did I give birth to a saint like you." As he spoke, he put a chopstick dish in Ye Yibai's bowl.

Caught for the son, naturally also for the daughter. Ever since Ye Yibai went to work in Jihe and stayed in the hospital, Ye Xian has been back diligently. Although the mother and daughter are unwilling to bow their heads, they have already formed unique way of getting along.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Thank you mom."

Ye Yibai and Ye Xian spoke back and forth.

Zhang Su'e responded, and the family was happy.

Pei Zebi sat aside, looking at this scene, he couldn't help feeling a little melancholy and lonely in his heart. As long as he could remember, his father was away all year round, and his mother seemed to always keep her head down and do her own things, with little warmth. At that time, when I grow up, my parents will be gone.

Pei Zebi lowered his head, really envious...

A hand covered the back of his hand, Pei Zebi looked sideways, saw Ye Yibai blinking at him, he subconsciously turned his hand over, and held the warmth in his hand tighter.

"Okay, eat well. The two big men are sticky." Zhang Su'e put a piece of potato into Pei Zebi's bowl with a chopstick, and at the same time whispered: "I don't care what you do in private, but you always give it to me." It's a process of acceptance, I don't have a daughter-in-law, and my son ran away with others, my mother..."

Ye Xian covered her mouth with a bowl, but the curved eyebrows and eyes had already revealed the happy mood of the master at the moment.

Pei Zebi was taken aback, he looked at the potatoes in the bowl, and showed a trace of warmth on his usually cold face, "Thank you, Mom."

Zhang Su'e's chopsticks fell to the ground, and Ye Xian and Ye Yibai finally couldn't help laughing out loud, and Zhang Su'e's laughter was accompanied by Zhang Su'e, "Really, the sudden sound is scary, and I have to wash it in the cold weather." Chopsticks" complained, showing a different kind of warmth in this cold winter day.

Ye Yibai was going north to Pingjin on the eighth day of the lunar new year. He originally thought about starting the handover work on the second day of the new year, but the other doctors insisted on letting Ye Yibai complete the handover before the year.

"Doctor Ye, you are going north after the next year, and you have to stay for a few days to reunite with your relatives. What's more, we have handed over now. We can still contact you during this period, so it is convenient to ask for advice. Otherwise, there will be no transition time. We still don’t know what to do.”

Upon hearing this, Ye Yibai felt that this made sense, so he started preparing for the handover.

"The quantity of sulfonamide is limited, and the arrival of large quantities must be after the fifteenth year of the year. It is not certain, so control the dosage, especially for critically ill patients. At this point, the effect of sulfonamide on him is mostly not as good as serum therapy. With the With the increase of cured patients, more and more plasma can be provided in the future. Although serum therapy has its disadvantages, the flaws are not hidden. This is the last line of defense for the life of critically ill patients and cannot be replaced by sulfonamide because of trouble.

Also, do a good job of registering the cured patients, and do a good job of persuading them before leaving the hospital. I know this is sometimes embarrassing for you. Save face, don't be ashamed.That's right, I have to tell Dean Tang that there are no fewer patients in the urban area than us. "

Dr. Ye handed over the documents in his hand to Xu Yuanhe, "Dr. Xu, I will trouble you next."

Xu Yuanhe shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Look at what you said, you are here to help. I am a doctor in Hangzhou, and Dong County is my hometown. I should. You will go north to Pingjin after the next year, so be careful , Our situation in Hangzhou is compared with that over there, but it’s nothing like a big witch.”

Ye Yibai nodded, "Don't worry, I know it well."

No matter how fast the action is, everything has been handed over, and it is already the afternoon of the New Year's Eve.Zhang Su'e, Ye Xian, and Pei Zebi were all there, and there was no one in Hangzhou who was worth the three-hour drive to spend New Year's Eve together, so the four of them stayed.

The Spring Festival is a festival engraved in the bones and blood of Chinese people. When it comes to New Year's Eve, even in a small isolated village far away from the city, there is an atmosphere of joy. The people who deliver the supplies specially send them to the isolated hospital in Zhonghua Village There are a lot of flour and rice cakes. As early as the 31st, the smell of rice cake soup and small dumplings came from the kitchen, which attracted the patients to look out frequently.

Several young nurses even wore bulky protective clothing and hung red silk on the top of the temporary nurse's desk. Some even wanted to hang red lanterns at the hospital entrance in a whimsical way.

"This is the auditorium itself, and there is a special place for hanging lanterns at the entrance. It's a big Chinese New Year, and we are also happy." This reason is quite reasonable, Ye Yibai thought for a moment, under the expectant eyes of the nurses I agreed.

"Long live Doctor Ye!" the nurses cheered, dancing briskly in their bulky protective clothing.

"Left, point to the left, no, no, it's too far, and a little bit to the right, it's crooked, Doctor Ye, it's crooked."

"Mr. Pei, you and Dr. Ye's lanterns should be symmetrical, so that you can look like a harmonious couple."

The two little nurses instructed Ye Yibai and Pei Zebi to climb up the ladder to hang the lanterns. Hearing this, they looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

Two big red lanterns with candles were hung on both sides of the hospital entrance by the two.

"A couple, harmonious and beautiful." Pei Zebi jumped off the ladder, raised his hand to support Ye Yibai who was climbing down from above.

Ye Yibai naturally knew the deep meaning of Pei Zebi's words, a tinge of red slowly appeared on the tips of his ears, "Yes."

The smell of rice cake soup and garden wafted in the hospital. Patients with mild illnesses pushed their beds together, and a large group of people gathered together to eat small dumplings. Someone asked auntie, "Can I eat rice cake soup? If I don’t take this bite on New Year’s Eve, I will feel bad.”

The aunt put away the basin on the bedside table, "After taking this bite, you will feel uncomfortable in your stomach. The doctor won't let me, and I can't help it. How about I give you some soup?"

"Okay, soup is also good."

The moderate symptom area is much milder, lying and sitting, talking softly about family affairs, the little girl who was separated from her mother was allowed to visit the severe area to see her mother, and was stroking her braid excitedly.

The critically ill area is quiet, but everyone's eyes are on the window. They look down from this position and just see the two red lanterns at the gate. They are so red and festive, just like the blood that has been injected into their bodies. , very nice.

"Mom." The little girl's clear and pleasant cry broke the silence of the room, and the nurse Xiao Zhang led the little girl to her mother, "We still have to spend New Year's Eve with the whole family. Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year."

The patients also smiled and sent their blessings to the little nurse girl.

The firework exploded, and the black uniforms beside the cordon cheered. People in the hospital who were able to move almost freely, whether doctors or patients, stood by the window and watched the red fireworks bloom in the black sky. The anxiety and fear in my heart also seemed to slowly dissipate with the disappearance of the fireworks.

"It will get better and better." A white coat said softly.

"Yes, it will get better and better." The colleagues and patients next to him agreed.

Ye Yibai’s New Year’s Eve was spent in this small mountain village in Dongxian County. Police officers in black uniforms, doctors in white coats, logistics staff, and a few cured and discharged patients sat around together. It was a simple and unforgettable experience. new year's eve.

Early the next morning, the four of Ye Yibai got into the car back to Hangzhou. It's not that Ye Yibai was in a hurry to go back to the city, but that Tang Chuanfang had urged Ye Yibai several times to bring some sulfonamide and Serum therapy success story back.

Although Zhonghua Village is also connected to the phone, the two sides can communicate through the phone, but many things are not clear on the phone. Tang Chuanfang intends to come to Zhonghua Village, but with the speeding up of the census work, people in the urban area of ​​Hangzhou There are more and more patients, and he really can't get away.

He still learned about sulfa from the newspapers. As soon as he found out, he asked for a part of sulfa to be given to the urban hospitals. This request is not too much. Patients in Dong County are patients, and patients in urban areas are also patients. It stands to reason that one should not favor one over another. .

But people are always selfish, and so are doctors. The three wards can’t be separated by themselves. Let them select patients according to the principle of maximizing drug use efficiency. The doctors almost gritted their teeth to remove some patients from the list of sulfa drugs , Let them reduce the number of people, it is like killing them for them.

But emotion and reason always have to make a choice. On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, Ye Yibai still took away from the Zhonghua Village isolation hospital a stack of medical records that had improved significantly after serum therapy and twenty sulfonamides.

Ye Yibai left in the car, but he didn't notice a few soldiers who assisted the police officers in sealing the cordon, and solemnly gave a military salute to his car.

As the car approached the city, the smell of the New Year became more and more intense. The streets had probably just been cleaned up. The windows on both sides of the shops were bright and clean. The children wore brand new clothes and ran happily on both sides of the street. Hardworking hawkers were Start working on the first day of the new year.

"Lanterns, red lanterns."

"Wonton, the first pot of wonton in the new year."

Zhang Su'e leaned against the window, her eyes fell on this familiar but unfamiliar street. In a blink of an eye, she had been away from home for more than 20 years. Her parents had all left, and only her brother was left alone...

There was a noisy quarrel at the entrance of the alley not far away. It seemed that two women were arguing. There were too many onlookers blocking the way of the car.

"Your family only plays with dead people's bones. Our old Zhang is called a forensic doctor. He is a public servant. Now we are a democratic society. Don't use the same old tricks on us." The woman's voice was very strong and shrill.

"Hey, what about forensic medicine? People's doctors treat diseases and save people. You can play with dead people's bones with a medical word. Is there anything I said wrong? Calculated 30 years ago, you are untouchables, untouchables!"